This is a song about "Dj trap hound"

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

I will find you no matter where you go like a hound

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

Thought you were safe and sound? she had found, ima hound

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

I just write that right by a mic stand

You have a hound on a lead,

She don’t give her nigga head

And put another half a mil in my bank account

You niggas so annoying why you gotta try and hound

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Reason she's found to hound today or whenever.

You have a hound on a lead,

Woo-hah, got you all in check

That shit must be a dj thing

Don't want to be the king